Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Bang" Feng Tianjing was frustrated and kicked him. Wenshui was hit by the kick and fell to her knees.

"Ah, ask for water! You bastard." How could Feng Tianjing expect that kicking him would be asking for trouble?

She was sitting on the sofa, asking for water but slipped and fell. His hand was holding her waist. She stretched out her hand to pinch his arm and said, "What on earth do you want to do? It hurts me to death."

Feng Tianjing reached out, grabbed the water glass on one side, and poured it over Wenshui's head.

The splashing water dripped down his head, and Wenshui raised his head silently.

"Young Master, I just want to see you." Wenshui said in a deep voice, reaching out to wipe away the water droplets on his face.

He was in a bad mood and came here inexplicably. He originally wanted to take a look at her to see if Feng Tianjing had stolen someone behind his back. It turns out that she didn't steal from him, but he stole her.

"Want to come see me?" Feng Tianjing raised her eyebrows, obviously not believing it.

"I was just passing by. I definitely didn't mean to kiss you. You also know that I am a gentleman." Wenshui said, watching her clenching her fists angrily.

Seeing Feng Tianjing's appearance, Wenshui couldn't help but take a deep breath. He glanced around with his black eyes, not daring to look at her.

Wenshui stood up in pain, turned around, picked up the gauze, and draped it over her body, looking at her sexy collarbone.

"I really didn't mean to offend today. If you mind, I'll let you kiss me back." Wenshui said, obviously very nervous.

Feng Tianjing's face turned red with anger and she pointed at him and said, "Who wants to kiss you? Ask Shui what are you thinking in your head? It's a mess."

Thinking of not long ago, Xiao Yijue silently looked at his body and said: You are ugly. Dad, handsome.

"you."

"You." The two said in unison. She stood up suddenly and Wenshui stepped forward. Their faces collided inexplicably, and their lips were close to each other.

Wenshui's black eyes were staring at her little face. There was a numb feeling on her lips, and her heart was pounding, as if it was about to burst out.

"Uh, snap." Feng Tianjing pushed him away hard and slapped him.

"Turn around," she whispered.

At this moment, she was extremely embarrassed, but she didn't know how to hide it. For a moment, she almost thought...

"What are you doing at my house?" Feng Tianjing panicked, ran to the side and poured a glass of water to drink.

After Wenshui woke up after being beaten, he felt a little out of character. He gathered his emotions, turned around and walked towards her, and sincerely apologized and said, "I was the one who lost my temper just now. I'm sorry."

"I'm just passing by. I haven't seen you for a few days. I wanted to come and have a look." Wenshui said. He was obviously in a bad mood and had nowhere to vent.

Feng Tianjing looked at his expression and said nothing. She walked to the side and took out a bottle of wine, threw it at him, turned around and walked towards the room, slamming the door hard.

"Thank you." Wenshui said to her figure. Feng Tianjing slammed the door and leaned against the door panel, taking deep breaths and rubbing her beautiful face vigorously.

"It's really crazy." Feng Tianjing whispered, turned around and rolled around on the bed, her heart beating very fast for no reason, as if she had a heart problem.

In the hall, Wenshui opened the red wine and poured it into his mouth.

"Cold." Wenshui raised his feet and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window, leaning there elegantly, looking up at the dark night, and kept pouring the wine in his hand into his mouth.

He drank a large bottle of red wine.

When I started drinking it, it was not very strong, but after the wind blew, it became more and more powerful.

"Feng Tianjing." Wenshui's fair face was stained with crimson. He turned around, put the wine bottle on the coffee table, looked up at her door, and walked forward unsteadily.